And it Ends with a Rainbow


Every year, Joe and I trek to Chestnut Hill, Pennsylvania for some hiking and fondue on Yom Kippur, our way of celebrating the day off. Unfortunately, we found out enroute that The Melting Pot has moved, but we still made the best of the day and enjoyed some time along the Wissahickon before heading to a new place for dinner.



Signs of fall were all over.







With a beautiful day behind us, the sky clouded over and by 5 o'clock, I was surprised it was so dark. Only moments later, the skies opened up, leaving us blocks from the car. Joe was a good sport and left me at the restaurant to go get the car. Soaked to the bone, he arrived a few minutes later, and we rushed to the car. The ride home was complete with a beautiful complete rainbow, with the sun shining behind us as we followed the storm. Even with the rain, it still had a perfect ending to a perfect day!